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Author: Ontlogicalamity
ASL Info:    33/M/NY
Elite Ratio:    4.67 - 190 /194 /45
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Class/Type: Prose /Longing
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Okay, forced poetry isn't my style, and the rhythm just wasn't flowing today. But I needed to get these thoughts out so I went back to the poetic [maybe?] prose. I may come back to this and put it in verse. Let me know what you think.


Exactly how wide can a thread of hope become before being called a rope of hope? How firmly can you grasp it without cutting your hands? The hope I hold is admittedly not very thick. It is narrow, and stretched accross three-hundred miles. Yet I hold it firmly, without damaging myself. This is merely because nothing has yet tested my grip. She who holds the other end of my hope has not yet given it the hard jerk of rudeness, nor the gradual strain of negligence. There is slack in the line, and I hold it comfortably. I am not the Old Man, cramped in my boat with the line braced upon my shoulder against the giant marlin's never-ending pull. My marlin is resting, far from my boat, motionless, not fighting, and I too am resting. Perhaps someday one of us will make the line tight. Perhaps I'll try to reel her in, and perhaps she'll try to run on me. Will the line be strong enough? Will my grip be so tight that it shreds my fingers? Or will the hope I hold so closely bear the load until we can finally be together?

Submitted on 2004-09-11 14:31:56     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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  Quite a bit of brilliance...
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A great peice, and, I must implore, whenever poetry fails write prose. You must. Or even better, a story! I would like to see this type of talent transferred to the shorties...
| Posted on 2004-09-14 00:00:00 | by Eggman | [ Reply to This ]
  Dude out of my brain out I tell you out out out!
This has to be one of the best things from you I have read, well in my opinion at least. Though I will say it makes me think of the story the old man and the sea. I really wish there was more I could think to say on the piece other then I liked it.
| Posted on 2004-09-13 00:00:00 | by Mithrandir | [ Reply to This ]

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